Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something Tamed Something Wild, artist - Mary Chapin Carpenter. Album song The Things That We Are Made Of, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 05.05.2016
Record label: Lambent Light
Song language: English
Something Tamed Something Wild |
Here’s a shoebox full of letters bound up neatly with some twine |
Each one was like a diamond, now the jewel is lost to time |
My reward is in the knowing that I held it in my hands for a little while |
What else are there but the treasures in your heart? |
Something tamed, something wild |
For every time that I’ve been foolish when I’d wished that I’d been wise |
The power of regret still gets me right between the eyes |
And sometimes I want to weep with nothing but the tears of a little child |
What else are there but the lessons in your heart? |
Something tamed, something wild |
Here’s a map I’ve memorized of everywhere I’ve ever been |
And the faces of everyone I’ve loved and left to try again |
I couldn’t make out what they were saying, so instead I listened hard to what’s |
inside |
What else is there but the voice inside your heart? |
Something tamed, something wild |
Some nights I’m woken up by something stirring in my chest |
It’s a feeling I’ve no name for, it’s hard to catch my breath |
I’m staring down the great big lonesome as I’m listening for the dwindling of |
time |
What else are there but the echoes in your heart? |
Something tamed, something wild |
So the things that matter to me now are different from the past |
I care less about arriving than just being in the path |
Of some light carved out of nothing, the way it feels when the universe has |
smiled |
What else is there but the beating of your heart? |
Something tamed, something wild |
Here’s the shoebox full of letters, here’s the map I won’t forget |
The voices and the lessons and the signals that connect us |
Manifested to the spirit, way deep down where it goes unseen by the eye |
What else is there but the love inside your heart? |
To a life like a firework’s to a spark |
Over and above you in its arc |
Something tamed, something wild |